Idyllic places and time A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words.                           Idyllic place and time The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn… Continue reading →

 I could not ask for more I told my grandchildren, choose the road you love, dance, sing and be fearless.I learn many moons ago, I had enough and I told the rising sun.… Continue reading →

Big Surf and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote PoetryA beautiful song bird of the California coastline try to save me once.                           Big Sur and Alisa Fineman I put two brothers into graves,… Continue reading →

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She has been called the “Duchess of Death”, the “Mistress of Mystery”, and the “Queen of Crime”. She wrote sixty-six detective novels and fourteen short story collections.…

The rising sun, the falling moon A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem for my new book. The Island.      The rising sun, the falling moon Prettiest lady, I ever seen, she danced with… Continue reading →

Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for my book, The Island.”                                     … Continue reading →

Lake Gichigana Once free land held a great nation, the first people lived in peace with the forest, the rivers and the big lake. Lake Gichigana was kind to the original people. The… Continue reading →

(I am semi-retired. My first story I shall finish. I am following Hemingway advice. Finish one story and start another. I have six alive stories needing endings. One question. Should I use I… Continue reading →

On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote PoetryWords, do have great meaning. Ensure the last words we speak to another. Were kind.                               On the thread of a word       (Freedom is… Continue reading →